The rolling heat wave was coming, and the deep corridor had not completely fired at this time. Only the parts that were suspected to have been blown away by the explosion were swept away by the walls and door panels, while the fire in other places was temporarily blocked by the doors in the house. But the red flames, they rushed from the windows, from the cracks in the door, from the ceiling, like a dragon's mouth, gasping, brewing, and accumulating, and frantically spitting out flames that could swallow everything when they were ready.

Cheng Mao glanced at the rolling flames on the ceiling: "The ceiling has been overheated. It is estimated that at most five minutes before the explosion is burning. Speed ​​up the search. I told you to withdraw immediately."

"yes."

Two officers and soldiers connected the water belt to the fire hydrant in the stairs to destroy the fire in the corridor. The others went deeper and scattered, searching for the trapped people one by one, and letting Yi run straight to his father's ward.

The corridor is deeper, the closer it gets to the fire point, the bigger the smoke, and you can’t see anything two meters away. It’s extremely difficult to see the room number clearly. Let Yi touch the wall, bent over and move forward, and look for his father’s room based on his memory.

Suddenly, Ren Yi heard the blank sound when switching the intercom channel. Then, Cheng Mao's voice sounded in Ren Yi's ears: "Ren Yi, it's already a violation of discipline for me to put you in. If something happens to you, my career will end, but I will accept it. Now I order you to come back safely no matter what, not to protect myself, but not to lose a brother, do you understand?"

Ren Yi's eyes were hot: "Thank you Brother Mao."

When passing a dormitory, Ren Yi suddenly heard a few metal knocks from inside. He was stunned for a moment. He knew what it was. At this moment, his heart struggled.

Saving people in a fire is to grab time. A few seconds earlier and a few seconds later is completely enough to determine a person's life and death. He should now find his father and Gong Yingxian as fast as possible, otherwise the time spent on delay will be their lives.

But now someone is asking for help, right next to him.

Ren Yi couldn't take any steps. He punched the wall hard, almost biting his lips. He stood up and opened the door.

An old lady was dyingly crawling under the bed. She covered her mouth and nose, tapped her legs with a lunch box. The rolling smoke was floating in the sky and had not completely landed on the ground. However, she was already unable to breathe and was confused. In this environment, people would be poisoned if they could last for three minutes.

Ren Yi ran over, pushed the iron rack bed away, picked up the old man from the ground, turned around and rushed out of the room, and shouted: "There are people here, there are people here!"

He ran back for a while, and a firefighter suddenly came out of the fog. It was Qu Yangbo.

Qu Yangbo took the old lady from him without hesitation: "Leave it to me, go find them!"

Ren Yi did not say much, and the two exchanged a firm and trustworthy look. He turned around and ran deep into the corridor.

The more you walked in, the temperature suddenly rose, and the fire point was ahead, not his father's dormitory, but it must be very close to his father's dormitory because the fire here is surging.

The fire hose cannot reach here. If it is pulled to such a deep position, it will be burned through halfway, so he has no water cover and can only rely on himself.

Wearing a flame retardant suit, he could not stop the pervasive earth-heat radiation. The terrifying temperature that seemed to burn people was burning every pore. He felt sweat like rain on his body, and the high temperature baking continued to take away the moisture in his body, not to mention the severe pain like schi.

Ren Yi's daily training is to adapt to such pain.

Out of professional habits, whenever he went to a place, Ren Yi would observe the fire prevention measures around him. He knew that there was a fire hydrant not far from here. He turned back and groped on the wall, and soon found it. He raised two dry powder fire extinguishers from it, opening a road for himself that he had to pass quickly.

He endured the hell environment that ordinary people could not bear and found his father's dormitory. The dormitory door had been deformed and could not be opened. He took two steps back and kicked the door hard.

The door opened, and a wave of fire rushed towards Ren Yi like a beast. He was not without prediction, so after kicking the door, he immediately fell to the ground, but was still licked by the flames to the back and arms.

The flame retardant suit could protect him for a short time. He rolled and slapped his strength on the ground, quickly extinguishing the flames, but the clothes were also burned out holes, and the high temperature made a mark of pain through the holes like a soldering iron.

Ren Yi didn't care about this, so he got up and rushed in. The house had been mostly overheard, and there was almost no dodging or staying. People couldn't get in and could not see the situation inside.

His heart seemed to be hollowed out, and he shouted, "Dad! Gong Yingxian! Dad!"

No one answered.

Ren Yi opened the way while blasting fire and forcibly rushed in. The room was burning violently and the temperature was probably approaching a thousand degrees. Staying here for a second could cost a person's life. Ren Yi felt that he had no choice but to turn into blood and flowed clean along his torso, but he still walked in with inhuman willpower.

The dormitory is not large, and if there is no thick smoke and flames blocking it, you can actually see it at a glance. There is no one under the bed, by the window, and in the bathroom where people are used to hide. It is an empty room, and his father's wheelchair is not there.

Ren Yi turned around and ran out, in just a few seconds, as if he was resurrected from the dead.

His father is inconvenient to his legs and feet. Without anyone else, he must have walked far, maybe he is nearby. What about Gong Yingxian, and where is Gong Yingxian?

Ren Yi kicked away the dormitory next door and shouted: "Dad! Gong Yingxian!"

Although his heart was in his chest, it was as painful as if it had been thrown into the fire. He was so anxious that he shed tears, but the value of tears in hell was evaporated instantly, leaving only two dirty tears on the gray-black face.

Where are you, where are you.

No, you have to calm down and calm down!

Ren Yi yelled at himself in his heart. His father and Gong Yingxian both have rich experience in self-rescue in fire, one comes from actual combat and the other comes from books. In this case, how will they save themselves?

It is impossible to escape with an elderly man in a wheelchair through the corridor where the fire has caught and the smoke is covered with thick smoke, it is impossible to jump out of the window on the third floor, and it is even more impossible to sit and wait for death. What should I do?

Ren Yi suddenly remembered that there was a public toilet at the end of the corridor!

Ren Yi turned around and rushed into the depths of the corridor, avoiding the flames spreading everywhere in the corridor. He found the toilet. The door of the women's toilet was wide open and the door of the men's toilet was closed, and a little clothing leaked out from the crack of the door.

There must be someone inside.

Under the action of high temperature, most door frames or doors have been deformed. After a while, Ren Yi hit the door panel hard and slapped the door panel: "Dad! Gong Yingxian! Did you hear it? Open the door! Open the door!"

There is no movement inside.

Ren Yi kicked with his feet and hit the door with his body. A gap had been opened. He untied the crowbar from his waist and pried the door frame that stuck to the door panel. He broke it roughly and untied it. He finally opened a gap that was enough for people to pass through.

Ren Yi squeezed in and saw that his heart almost stopped beating.

Although the toilet is better than outside, it is already filled with poisonous smoke.

Ren Xiangrong was wearing a mask and a fire blanket in a wheelchair, his hands hanging down weakly, and Gong Yingxian fell to the ground, both of them were unconscious.

Gong Yingxian was wearing only his pants, and his clothes turned into strips of cloth soaked in water, sealing the cracks in the door, trying to prevent the deadly smoke from entering, and there was a noticeable burn on his legs.

Ren Yi rushed over, took off his mask and buried it on Gong Yingxian's face, and then looked at his pulse. Although it was weak, it was still beating stoically.

Gong Yingxian suddenly moved, then slowly opened her eyes and looked at Ren Yi blankly, as if she tried hard to see clearly, but gradually lost focus.

"Yingxian, Yingxian!" Ren Yi stroked Gong Yingxian's hot face and said with tears in his eyes, "Don't be afraid, I'll save you."

Gong Yingxian couldn't hear Ren Yi's voice clearly, and suddenly he didn't know what was going on. Only his eyes were instinctively searching for the focal length. In the blurred vision, a figure swayed. Gradually, he saw an anxious, painful face wiping against the ashes. Gradually, he saw a small black mole on that face, and his eyes were fixed on it.

Memories and reality intersected instantly, overlapping before Gong Yingxian's eyes. He saw the desperate purgatory of flames. A man walked towards him fearlessly, stretched out his strong hand to him, gave him a generous embrace, and above the smile supported by his cracked lips, a small black mole made a lifelong memory in his narrow vision. The man said, "Don't be afraid, I'll save you."

Gong Yingxian stumbled: "Uncle... save me..."

Let the fire hurt as if someone was tearing his heart.

He barely wiped away his tears, got up to check his father again, and when his finger pressed against Ren Xiangrong's carotid artery without receiving any response, he was stunned.

"Dad..." Ren Yi shouted, his voice like a mosquito.

Ren Xian went crazy to touch Ren Xiangrong's pulse and explore his breath, but no response was found. He let out a dying cry in his throat. He put Ren Xiangrong Pingping on the ground, raised his chin, held his hands together, and began to undergo cardiac resuscitation.

"Dad, wake up, dad, I beg you, wake up!" Ren Xiangrong's tears were pouring in, and his vision was blurred. He kept pressing Ren Xiangrong's chest, cross-combining artificial respiration, but he could not respond in the slightest.

"Dad——" Ren Yi shouted heart-wrenchingly.

"Captain Ren!" someone shouted outside the window.

Ren Yi had no idea and continued to undergo cardiac resuscitation, one after another, even if he was exhausted, even if his arms were sore and weak.

The squadron who arrived later rose the ladder from the other side of the stairs and saw Ren Yi in the open window. They climbed into the window, pulled Ren Yi away almost limply, and lifted Ren Xiangrong and Gong Yingxian out of the window.

Many people are talking in Ren Yi's ears, either impatient, urgent, or worried, but Ren Yi can't understand a word.

"Dad...Dad..." Ren Yi reached out to grab his father in vain, but there was nothing in his blurry sight. The whole world was ignited and collapsed in front of him, dust and sand spread everywhere, blocking all the light, bringing darkness that seemed to never disperse.

Ren Yi forgot to think and act. He was tranced and was set up by someone. He was away like a purgatory. The turbid air was replaced. He was shouting, brakes, sirens, footsteps, and the sounds were messy. He seemed to have gone from one world to another, but he had given up his perception.

I don’t know how long it took, but he walked up to him alone and squatted down. Ren Yi looked ahead in a daze, with no focal length in his eyes and no clear view of the other person’s face.

This man slowly said in a difficult tone that seemed to be inexplicably organized, "Old Captain, it's sudden......" He seemed to have lost his language ability and could not speak the next word for a long time. After a long time, he said, "He has not suffered."

Ren Yi was still confused and seemed to not understand.

The man stuffed something slightly hot into Ren Yi's palm and choked and said, "There is the last words of the old captain." After that, he got up and left.

Ren Yi lowered his head and recognized that it was a mobile phone. He looked at the blood-red play button and gently touched his soft fingers.

After a brief pause, a female voice quickly said, "Hello, 119 Command Center, what can I do to help you."

"Cough...Ahem...Little comrade, I'm on fire."

"Please add your detailed address..."

"Listen to me, don't say a word... Cough cough... Listen to me, and remember it clearly." The noisy background sound sets up Ren Xiangrong's voice with a very calm and calm look. "I am a retired firefighter. I am now at Shoukang Nursing Home No. 8 Yantian Road. The closest to me is the Bali Fire Brigade. Don't walk on Sunshine Road, where the lane-changing lanes are narrow and easy to get traffic jams. There is a municipal fire hydrant on the left and southeast gates of the outside of the courtyard. There are two fire hydrants on each floor in the building. The fire point is the fifth last tea room on the west side of the third floor. The gas tank exploded and caught fire. The furniture and decoration here use a lot of polyurethane. When the fire truck arrives, the rescue focus is to block the spread of the fire. The water gun must block the rooms in the four directions of the fire point. After that, first set up a ladder on the southwest side. The people living here are elderly people with inconvenient legs or feet or unable to take care of themselves, and they cannot evacuate themselves."

"Sir... I, I have notified the Bali Fire Brigade to rush to the accident site. What is the situation now? Can you evacuate yourself? Is the surrounding area going too fire?"

Ren Xiangrong coughed violently twice and said softly: "I have bad legs and feet and can't run away. I, cough cough, I have something to say to my son that he is also a firefighter and he is the squadron leader."

The operator was silent for a moment: "You said."

"Ren Yi, I don't know if I can see you again this time. If I can't, I'll say the last words now." Ren Xiangrong laughed, accompanied by a string of coughs, "You always think that I'm a loss. I finally retired and got sick again. I don't think so. Really, I told you that if I can live until now, my luck is just like the one I stolen. I'm contented. But, I don't want to spend the rest of my life trapped in this chair and in this sick body, so I have no regrets. This fire is an old opponent and an old friend, come from the fire.

, Go to the fire, I won so many times, it should be the best for me. Cough, Ren Yi, having you is the most proud thing in my life, you are good for everything, really." Ren Yi trembled and choked, "The reason why you don't want to get married, I know, hahaha, do you think you can hide it from you? I know, I won't force you. As long as you are happy, as long as you can find someone to take care of you and accompany you, it's fine, Officer Xiaogong, I'm going to find your mother. Son, you must be fine, I'll go find your mother."

The recording came to an abrupt end.
Chapter completed!